Worst pain you've been in?
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I also had my ear ripped off by a dog when I was eight, I even came out of the drugs they used to knock me out for the surgery and it took 8 adults to hold me down.
I didn't count this as I don't remember it hurting, and my parent's said I was more concerned about them using stitches then the torn ear.
I also had my ear ripped off by a dog when I was eight, I even came out of the drugs they used to knock me out for the surgery and it took 8 adults to hold me down.
I didn't count this as I don't remember it hurting, and my parent's said I was more concerned about them using stitches then the torn ear.
Taking a walk in winter, impaling my knee with an icicle (without realizing it) getting home, noticing all this blood, looking at knee, went into washroom, took alcohol swab, squeezed the juice in. Thought I was gonna bite my tongue off. After that cleaning out that wound was pretty intense. I got lightheaded.
Also, when some guy cut my side and leg open with a knife. So much blood. And the pain was at first hot, as if he took a burner to my side and leg, then a searing pain. I hate to remember it.
Also, when some guy cut my side and leg open with a knife. So much blood. And the pain was at first hot, as if he took a burner to my side and leg, then a searing pain. I hate to remember it.
I've had something sort of like that. I was working at a job and I was pulling my hand out of this area where this girl without noticing dropped a rack with plates and junk down and it ripped a chunk of skin off my finger. Didn't hurt but she freaked out when she saw the blood gushing out.Vault101 said:
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I was hiking a trail, when I stepped on a bit of loose ground which caved under my feet. I ended up rolling down a very steep and rocky incline for about 50 meters before a smashing into a tree which brought me to a painful stop. Injured and bleeding I managed to climb back to the trail, and hike back down it for 3 miles (which took me about an hour) before I reached the entrance, where I called a friend to pick me up and take me to the hospital. An x-ray revealed that during the fall (or when I crashed into a tree) I had fractured 2 ribs. Yeah, that was the least fun hour of my life.
I had my kneecap do a similar thing; although I dont quite know effective the morphine was, didn't feel any different except one of the ambulence officers gave me an inhaler with some kind of drug in it and that was a lot better. Although I didn't get the morphine until maybe 6 hours into the ordeal. Long story short my kneecap was displaced for about 7hours. (Australian healthcare is pretty damn cool)Jatyu said:
The one I can remember most recently was about 15months ago when during exam swot-vac I ate nothing but take-away and snacks for weeks. Cue the day of my last exam and I'm having horrendus stomach cramps and I'm worried I've got appendicitis. I ended up finishing the exam (I ended up failing it). I went to a hospital but because it was private and expensive and I was feeling better I decided to go home. There's a long story involving my housemates car breaking down three times and I ended up catching a bus home while he carried his battery.
Once I was home I realised that I hadn't taken a crap in three days, heres the interesting thing, I'm lactose intolerant like the OP, but it usually manifests as diarrhoea. I drank a litre of milk and went to bed. Now normally milk passes through me in under an hour. 15hrs later I ended up going to the toilet. Overnight I still had the abdominal cramps and I spent the entire day crapping every colour and consistency known to man. I lost like 2 or more solid kilos of weight.
It was an ordeal but at the end of it I'd reached this zen-like peace and I spent the next week eating a majority fruit based diet and felt fantastic.
Once I was home I realised that I hadn't taken a crap in three days, heres the interesting thing, I'm lactose intolerant like the OP, but it usually manifests as diarrhoea. I drank a litre of milk and went to bed. Now normally milk passes through me in under an hour. 15hrs later I ended up going to the toilet. Overnight I still had the abdominal cramps and I spent the entire day crapping every colour and consistency known to man. I lost like 2 or more solid kilos of weight.
It was an ordeal but at the end of it I'd reached this zen-like peace and I spent the next week eating a majority fruit based diet and felt fantastic.
IV antibiotics going in too fast. That fucking burns. And that's actually what the hospital staff call what it's doing to you when that happens. Yeah...
Either that or pissing with a urinary tract infection.
Either that or pissing with a urinary tract infection.
- In Middle School, a guy jumped on my back and started beating my head to the point where I couldn't breath.
- In High School, while I was in Drama class, I tried to jump on to the Auditorium stage. One leg made it, the other didn't, and I'd been running pretty fast.
- On my 21st Birthday, I got drunk for my first time. I woke up the next morning, still drunk, but with none of the fun stuff and all of the bad stuff.
- Every time I get burned while cooking food. I don't know why, but a food burn is much more painful and lasts a lot longer than a hot-surface burn.
- In High School, while I was in Drama class, I tried to jump on to the Auditorium stage. One leg made it, the other didn't, and I'd been running pretty fast.
- On my 21st Birthday, I got drunk for my first time. I woke up the next morning, still drunk, but with none of the fun stuff and all of the bad stuff.
- Every time I get burned while cooking food. I don't know why, but a food burn is much more painful and lasts a lot longer than a hot-surface burn.
Stuck in a car with my sister and two step sisters and had Bieber, Taylor swift and highschool musical playing at the same time from there iPods. That was a harrowing experience. I know a guy whose friend just got out of hospital after being electricuted with one and a half kilovolts of electricity and breaking both legs, that's probably worse.
I took a shot to the back of the head with a hockey stick without a helmet (ironically from my own team mate who had his stick up [yes, he was new. For non hockey players, NEVER put your stick up]). That heart, cause I had to get five staples.
But thats a distant... well, thats a distant third really. Second was when I decided to wrap my bike (and body) around the steel pole things that separates my road from the good 15 foot drop to the next one that begins after a twenty foot space between road and drop off thats covered in rocks glass, and whatever junkies use to get off.
My most painful was when my friends decide to do what we dub pain week and our neighbors dub suicide watch week. I shaved my arm with a circular hand saw* which went well, right up until the point I have got to the part of your wrist that bumps out at. To which after I tried to go over, I cut into my wrist, sawing through nerves, tendons, skin and partially the bone right under the thumb. YEAH! Lets talk about pain. And it only gets worse when your friends laugh at you and tel you you're out for the week while you go pale from blood loss. Good thing I was younger (and my grandfather carries extremely good health coverage after being in WW2 courtesy of the Government of the United States of America) so it all healed with just a scar left behind.
... and weakened left hand with a hardened wrist.
<spoiler=*looks like this, cause when I told a guy from Greece at my college, I got the blank stare>http://www.cordlesscircularsaw.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Makita-5090DW-9.6-volt-Cordless-Circular-Saw-Kit-150x150.jpg
But thats a distant... well, thats a distant third really. Second was when I decided to wrap my bike (and body) around the steel pole things that separates my road from the good 15 foot drop to the next one that begins after a twenty foot space between road and drop off thats covered in rocks glass, and whatever junkies use to get off.
My most painful was when my friends decide to do what we dub pain week and our neighbors dub suicide watch week. I shaved my arm with a circular hand saw* which went well, right up until the point I have got to the part of your wrist that bumps out at. To which after I tried to go over, I cut into my wrist, sawing through nerves, tendons, skin and partially the bone right under the thumb. YEAH! Lets talk about pain. And it only gets worse when your friends laugh at you and tel you you're out for the week while you go pale from blood loss. Good thing I was younger (and my grandfather carries extremely good health coverage after being in WW2 courtesy of the Government of the United States of America) so it all healed with just a scar left behind.
... and weakened left hand with a hardened wrist.
<spoiler=*looks like this, cause when I told a guy from Greece at my college, I got the blank stare>http://www.cordlesscircularsaw.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Makita-5090DW-9.6-volt-Cordless-Circular-Saw-Kit-150x150.jpg
Aside from the random Charlie Horse, there was a time when I was jogging around my neighborhood. I entered a sprint, que random twig my masterful perception fails to locate, and the entire front of my leg was skinned. Half a mile back to my house made for the day I swore off of exercise and shorty shorts.
There was also the time I tore some ligiments in my ankle when I was bouncing on a friend's trampoline. My natural balance and the grace of a cat was nothing to prevent slipping and falling off the trampoline with my ankle slamming against a bar. That was the day I swore off trampolines... or bouncing at least.
Hrmm, and people wonder why I don't go out much.
There was also the time I tore some ligiments in my ankle when I was bouncing on a friend's trampoline. My natural balance and the grace of a cat was nothing to prevent slipping and falling off the trampoline with my ankle slamming against a bar. That was the day I swore off trampolines... or bouncing at least.
Hrmm, and people wonder why I don't go out much.
Rode a bike down an extremely steep gravel hill and the bike wouldn't stop veering to the right. Basically to a ditch, and I hit a rock and flew over the handlebars. Normally this wouldn't be so bad. Except the entire right side of my body, from my face to my shins, was flying right through a barbwire fence, and I fractured my left clavicle when I landed on my shoulder. Which ironic enough is the same shoulder I injured when some jackass dove into the pool right underneath me when I went off the high dive. I freaked midair and my shoulder caught the board, and I basically 360'd down into the water where I also landed directly on my back. My left shoulder has gone through Hell and back. :{
Once upon a time, I was a heavyweight wrestler. Okay, I was on the wrestling team in eighth grade, but still a heavyweight class wrestler. Unfortunately, heavyweight has no upper limit, so just 200 lb. me went mano y mano vs. 285 lbs. of some other fellow, and... things went awry. I go low to try and bring him down, but am no match for his girth... it's not what it sounds like! Shit, so basically my left hand bent backwards to the point where I poked my forearm with my middle finger... and I lost the match. Insult to injury. Actually, the insult to injury was that my coach was an effing moron and didn't believe it was that bad an injury, even though my hand folded in half backwards.
Exactly this. I don't know why, but the tendons in my calf are really wound up and tight, so I get a charlie horse fairly often, and it's BY FAR the worst pain I've ever felt. It sucks because there's nothing you can really do about it except scream and hope it goes away.TheYellowCellPhone said:
My knee hyperextended while I was doing a jazz split (one leg straight, one knee bent as you slide down) in my dance class last year. I was going to the right, and my left knee popped out to the left four times in a row before sucking itself back into place. It took my teacher five minutes to notice me dragging myself off the dance floor because I couldn't walk and I refused to scream. I was on crutches for two weeks and had to wear a knee brace for a month and a half to make sure my knee didn't slide out of place again while it was healing. Ironically enough, I learned to do that same move while wearing the knee brace, two days before the class was going to be tested on that and other specific moves we had learned in the two months before.
Eh, I don't do much and I'm a person who doesn't take many risk and is incredibly careful so I can't really say i've been through a lot of physical pain during my life that is noticeable enough to be said here.
I try to take good care of myself generally, so I don't get sick or injured often, and I don't get into fights (and when I do I don't ever get into a situation where I can be seriously hurt).
So my 'most painful' experience was being poisoned by filthy water at a local stream. Me and some friends had gone for a walk on a hot day. It was really fun, but when we were on the way back we were parched. So I stopped at a little pool where the stream water was collecting, and scooped a few handfuls into my mouth.
Then I spent the next 5 days ejecting it. Definitely not worth it, since I only lived round the corner from the stream in question. But I have to say, the toast I had on the fifth day when I felt better was the best damn toast.
So my 'most painful' experience was being poisoned by filthy water at a local stream. Me and some friends had gone for a walk on a hot day. It was really fun, but when we were on the way back we were parched. So I stopped at a little pool where the stream water was collecting, and scooped a few handfuls into my mouth.
Then I spent the next 5 days ejecting it. Definitely not worth it, since I only lived round the corner from the stream in question. But I have to say, the toast I had on the fifth day when I felt better was the best damn toast.
-broken wrist
-tattoo + breastbone
-slicing my hand open nearly to the tendons (thank f*ck im a fattie)
-stepping on a nail and it going half an inch into my heel then having it pulled out with pliers
-sciatica (seriously i couldnt do anything but lay on my stomach for 4 days)
- giant burn from boiling water on my thigh when i was 5 (entirely my own fault mind you)
-tattoo + breastbone
-slicing my hand open nearly to the tendons (thank f*ck im a fattie)
-stepping on a nail and it going half an inch into my heel then having it pulled out with pliers
-sciatica (seriously i couldnt do anything but lay on my stomach for 4 days)
- giant burn from boiling water on my thigh when i was 5 (entirely my own fault mind you)
If we're counting emotional pain... today. Just endured an afternoon of my father screaming at me when I tried to defend my mother when he was screaming at her. Why? Because she had to audacity to ask him why he needed to know when we were going to have dinner...
I hate my father...
I hate my father...